We met with the Neuropsychologist this week for the results from my testing. Truthfully, I didn’t think about it until the night before the appointment. God has been so gracious to us, He has taken away all fears, worries, depression, anxiety, and general crap from my mind. I never rarely think about what I don’t have anymore, my mind. Unless, it hits me in the face, like fresh spring water early in the morning.
The results were good and bad. It validated what i thought about my abilities, yet at the same time that truth was hard to accept. I am “mildly to moderately impaired.” What does that mean? I am hoping to use it as a get out jail free card at moments of awkwardness, difficulty or at my disclosure. And as the butt of jokes.
But ultimately God’s love for me is all that matters.